Ian Smith - Pony! Buch

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Pony!

Sanxta, a remote and isolated place, is run on very different lines from the rest of the world; here the common method of transport is by pony - female human pony.
This definitive pony carting book by Ian Smith explores the world of these pony girls. Some have been kidnapped, others coerced or otherwise ‘acquired’. These are girls girls whose role in life is to be naked and confined between shafts, whipped and used by their drivers, trained to race, conditioned to think of themselves as nothing more than animals – ponies.
If the pony scene is your interest, do not miss this book!

From the book: ‘... Jane had never realised that exhaustion could hurt so much.
There were undoubtedly times in her sadly long and varied slave experience when she had been in far greater pain, but never solely from physical exertion.
Every joint and bone in her body ached, most noticeably her legs, which shook visibly with the effort of walking slowly back to the stables, still pulling the hated cart behind her.
Except for her back and buttocks, which were red and sore from the lash, all her pains stemmed from the effort she had been forced to put in during the day.
She met up with Hercules on the way.
The statuesque Austrian looked in no better shape than her.
Hercules’ harness kept her bent over at right angles, leaning on her four-wheel frame, and Jane saw the blonde’s bottom thoroughly decorated with the mark of the whip.
Doubtless her own back and rear looked the same; certainly they felt like it.
The two friends were far too done in to exchange any greetings, and, in any case, the bits in their mouths still prevented any conversation.
They almost tumbled into the stable yards, where three slave boys were unharnessing a queue of pony girls in an unhurried fashion, taking advantage of the lack of a supervisor to have a good grope of each girl in turn.
Jane was too tired to care and when her turn came she barely noticed the young male hands stroking her tits and pubic region as he undid the straps and bonds.
The sandals were also removed to leave her totally naked. Released from the cart, she stepped unsteadily forwards, only just managing to stay on her feet.
Hercules was released at almost the same time, and the two girls wordlessly fell into each other’s perspiration-soaked arms.
Their cell-mate, Linda, was waiting for them. She had also been working during the day, and Jane saw once again the tell-tale marks of the harness on her body, and also those of the lash.
Looking down, she saw similar marks on her own body, and that of Hercules, and she recalled seeing such badges of service on the other girls (and boys) in the canteen the previous evening.